Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 182 - 136: Talisman Treasure: Red Sun Sword (Part 3)

Lin Chang'an, who had escaped into the dense fog, took advantage of the miasma that blocked divine sense, revealing a mocking smile.

This Earth Dragon Beast was heavily injured and lost its means of tracking.

Now the roles of attack and defense have reversed!

"Good! Good! You bunch of loose cultivators, you're nothing but a bunch of lowlifes. Do you really think that by getting a bit of luck, you can step onto the path of cultivation?

Today, I will show you that you loose cultivators will always be a group of ones who can't make it!'"

Huang Shaohai was so angry he laughed, not expecting to be underestimated by a loose cultivator today.

Putting the Phoenix Cry Bird into his Spirit Beast Bag, Huang Shaohai flew directly into the air on his sword, taking out a talisman under Lin Chang'an's puzzled gaze.

"What is that!?"

A bad premonition made Lin Chang'an's heart race, and without hesitation, he began to run away.

In the sky, Huang Shaohai flipped his palm, and a fiery red talisman with a small sword drawn on it exuded a terrifying aura.

"A Talisman Treasure?!"

Although he had not seen one before, he had heard of its name.

Just by activating it slightly, it emitted such a terrifying momentum, and it even scattered the miasma around that blocked divine sense.

"Found you!"

In the sky, Huang Shaohai showed a bloodthirsty smile, looking at Lin Chang'an fleeing in panic in the distance.

"Mr. Huang, do you really intend to fight to mutual destruction?"

Lin Chang'an, who was using Blood Shadow Escape by burning essence blood, felt a chill down his spine. How could Huang Shaohai have such a treasure?

One must know that in the entire Yue Kingdom, there were only so many Core Formation Cultivators, and Talisman Treasures were only in legends.

Unexpectedly, today he encountered one.

Previously, he thought that as long as it wasn't a Core Formation Cultivator, he could escape calmly.

At this moment, his whole body went numb.

This was a Talisman Treasure with some of the power of a Core Formation Cultivator's Magical Treasure.

Seeing Lin Chang'an in a panic, Huang Shaohai let out a bloodthirsty laugh.

"The fish may die, but the net won't necessarily break!"

In an instant, a condensed crimson sword blade formed, and the Talisman Treasure took shape.

Talisman Treasure: Red Sun Sword

Where the sword point directed, the miasma retreated.

Under the threat of death, Lin Chang'an gritted his teeth and released nine Tier Two Upper Grade Vajra Talismans in one breath.

These were his trump cards traded at the fair.

With nine golden phantom shields, Lin Chang'an was blown back and instantly placed the Profound Iron Flying Heaven Shield, along with the defensive magical artifacts he just took from the two he had slain, in front of him.

Though they were not yet refined, at this moment, anything that blocked in front of him was good enough, there was no time to worry about details.

At the same time, he frantically activated the Evil Essence Sword Formulas.

The meridians in his body tore as a blood-colored sword aura filled with evil energy appeared in front of him.

"An ant trying to shake a tree."

Huang Shaohai looked down from above, with the indifferent eyes of someone looking at an ant, and the sword aura activated by the Talisman Treasure instantly appeared in front of Lin Chang'an.

At this moment, Lin Chang'an's pupils widened, and the crimson sword of the Talisman Treasure instantly shattered his Evil Origin Sword Aura, and the nine successive golden shields were penetrated.

Not even half a breath's delay was achieved.

"Pfft!"

With blood splattering, Lin Chang'an's pupils dilated, and all his protective spiritual artifacts were penetrated, even the Cyan-Horned Bull in front let out a mournful cry.

One of its horns was easily chopped off, and it was gravely injured by the Talisman Treasure, falling to the ground mourning.

Lin Chang'an's chest was directly pierced through, spilling blood as it went.

The power of the Talisman Treasure did not diminish, directly penetrating countless ancient trees and boulders behind, only then did the aftershock dissipate.

"Thud!"

Lin Chang'an fell to the ground with lifeless eyes, his body limp.

This scene made Huang Shaohai sport a bloodthirsty grin.

"The Evil Essence Sword Formulas, not even in my Li Huo Palace does anyone dare to cultivate it. But you, a loose cultivator, dare to risk it. Alas, a mere glow of rice lights is dare to compete with the brilliance of the sun and moon."

With a cathartic maniacal laugh, Huang Shaohai flew down from the sky, slowly landing while looking at Lin Chang'an lying on the ground, revealing a cold smile.